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But then—*Moolaadé* creeps in, don’t it? “The past is a trap,” film says—brothels can be that, too. Lads and lasses snared, can’t scarper—gets me all misty-eyed and furious. Love the grit, tho—humanity’s a messy sod, ain’t it? Reckon I’d torch the lot if I could, but then what? Jobs gone, chaos—*reductio ad absurdum*, bit of a pickle! So I waffle on, mate—brothels, bloody hell, a right circus! What d’ya reckon—fancy a pint to wash it down?

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The bar’s packed, and the vibe is lit. I grab a beer, and suddenly, I’m feeling like a king. We’re laughing, joking, and I’m forgetting about the sheep for a hot minute. But then, I get a text from the farm owner. “Where are you?” Oh man, panic mode activated!

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